- NATE -
don't you pray? don't you pray
to a cocaine jesus in a black four seater?
to a cocaine jesus in a black four seater?
Nate frowns, not surprised that Juniper hadn't picked up on his train of thought, but still irritated by having to explain himself. "I've been told the Ascended attack on the Fae wasn't meant as an attack. They were trying to open a portal, to open the world up a little more to everyone." Even if it wasn't true (though it's clear from his tone that Nate believes it) it's a nicer lie than anything that could be said about the attack on him.
"I think the Gods would be eager for this war even if it would kill them." Nate huffs, looking away and ripping up a handful of grass, just to watch the limp blades be picked out of his hand by the wind. "They hate us." He turns, looking over at Juniper with an intensity in his unblinking eyes, a deep furrow sitting between his brows, twisting the scar across his face. "Can you imagine looking in a God's face, and seeing nothing but hate? Just for existing. The only one who should hate me is Safrin, and yet," Throwing his arms about wide, Nate barks out a bitter huff of laughter.
"I think the Gods would be eager for this war even if it would kill them." Nate huffs, looking away and ripping up a handful of grass, just to watch the limp blades be picked out of his hand by the wind. "They hate us." He turns, looking over at Juniper with an intensity in his unblinking eyes, a deep furrow sitting between his brows, twisting the scar across his face. "Can you imagine looking in a God's face, and seeing nothing but hate? Just for existing. The only one who should hate me is Safrin, and yet," Throwing his arms about wide, Nate barks out a bitter huff of laughter.
got a man, don't need him, but you wait
call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
